DRIVING IN A WINTER WONDERLAND
(Sorry–not to that tune!)
Woke up to find it was snowing,
With somewhere for me to be going…
Worried that the roads
Were icier goads
To a panic suddenly growing.
I had to remember
It was not my first December…
But that I had dwelt
In many a snow belt,
Of that club I was a member!
Can’t help what you’re feeling inside,
For proof one must take a ride…
Past the driveway, was wet,
As safe as one gets–
Better than many roads I have tried.
The hills handled with no fuss,
Most were the route of a school bus…
Those routes, I have found
Are really quite sound
For those extra careful like us!
What causes momentary fear?
Slips and crashes of yesteryear…
The first couple of storms
Until confidence reappears.
In avoiding pushing up daisies,
One prays to avoid the crazies…
Who drive full-tilt
Monsters through atmospheres hazy.
I pray my way down hills,
Where I lost control many spills…
My biggest clunk
Took a big chunk
Of a fiance’s view of good will.
Learn to trust your town’s sander,
Driving carefully through God’s splendor…
It’s a wonderland
When the roads have sand
And salt to make driving grander!